1. Trafficked Love Ch. 16


    Date: 12/11/2014, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Discipline, Domination/submission, Erotica, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, Girls / Female, Humiliation, Job/Place-of-work, Male Domination, Mind Control, Non-Erotic, Prostitution, Reluctance, Slavery, Violence, Written by women, Author: gabe900, Rating: 81.8, Source: sexstories.com

    but he swatted her hands away. She leaned into him, suckling his neck before whispering in his ear “I know you like it rough.” Rich rolled his eyes before shoving Trixie off of him, her body thumping onto the coffee table. The girl next to Riggz grabbed the two drinks to prevent them from spilling. “Oh yeah, Papi! Take me hard baby!” Rich leaned over her and grabbed her hair in one hand, and her throat in the other. “Listen here you stupid filthy whore, I’m not interested in your little sex games. Go find some other john who wants your disease” he growled. “What did I tell you about those two Trixie?” Bishop’s voice was low and smooth, but laced with annoyance. Both Trixie and Rich looked up at Bishop. Rich released Trixie, who quickly scurried to her feet. Rich glanced over at Angel who was growling at the second girl, as the girl tried to slide her hand up under Angel’s dress. “Missy!” Bishop warned the girl. Angel growled again. She was like a feral cat who’s last line had been crossed. The girl jolted, looking up at Bishop with innocent eyes. “I told Willie to keep you two whores away from Rich and his girls. You two don’t listen.” Willie was one of Bishop’s pimps who forked over the money his girls made, in trade for drugs from Bishop. “But Daddy never said we can’t do business!” Trixie stuttered. “I don’t care if he told you or not! You leave my man Rich here alone, filthy whore! Willie should have disposed of you a long time ago! You make me no money!” Bishop’s tone ...
    started to grow angry. “I, I wasn’t doing nothing!” Bishop backhanded Trixie across her right cheek, hard enough to toss the girl down onto the table behind her. Tears instantly swelled in her eyes, and she whimpered as she held her face. Bishop pulled a handkerchief from the breast pocket of his purple suit jacket and wiped his hand with it, acting disgusted from touching the girl. “Get going girl, before I dispose of you like your daddy should have when I told him to years ago.” Trixie scurried to her feet and hurried away, with Missy right behind her. Rich buttoned his pants and was buckling his belt when Bishop sat on the other side of Angel. He watched the two cautiously as Bishop looked Angel up and down, and in turn, Angel looked him over too. Bishop reached over and grabbed Angel’s chin, gently moving it at first, then forcefully to tilt her face to him. “You’re a very beautiful girl, despite that color there.” Angel tensed, but said nothing. Rich continued to watch the two, nervous as Bishop’s interest in his girl seemed to intensify. Angel looked up at Bishop as he commented on her appearance. She looked him dead in the eyes, locking his stare. She gave him the same cold, warning stare that she had given Rich many times before in the privacy of his bedroom. Rich tensed, watching the two lock eyes. “Oh, feisty one, aren’t you?” Bishop clicked his tongue in a tsk tsk fashion. “You’ve been with Rich a long time, haven’t you?” Angel remained silent, still giving Bishop ...
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